A warrior is born
I am not my father's princess
Nor my mother's lookalike
I am but a warrior, born to fight
In this world where every action counts
The dark misty place, a child of light
A lot to laugh for, a lot to cry for
But all i need is the love for forever and more
A star so bright
Its inner strength full of might
A flower that blooms with dignity
All it waits for is its name written in eternity
All they see is a scar, but the story behind
and her ideals all seem bizzare
She was different
She knew her worth
She wasn't one to shoulder
All the miseries and falter
At last, a warrior is born!
Copyright © Sayona Chatterjee | Year Posted 2025
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